Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 261 4 consecutive wins! End of the European Qualifiers! Because I know the answer!

"Folala!!"

When Mahel rushed to the side and turned back to roar passionately, the commentator continued to shout: "The 27th! Just as Henry himself said, except for his comeback, no one can stop him from rushing to the top scorer in the history of the French team!

"But I would like to say here that I hope Henry and the French fans who love him will not be sad.

“Even if the Great Emperor returns, he will most likely not be able to stop Maher!

"Henry made 121 appearances for France, scoring 51 goals and providing 27 assists, which is amazing, but still not as good as Maher.

"Mael has played 12 games for the French team so far, but he has scored 27 goals and has 6 assists!
"This efficiency is twice that of Henry. If he continues at this level, when he plays 30 games for the national team, he will surpass Henry in all aspects. If he plays slower, it will be around 50 games!"

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The broadcast camera captured Deschamps pumping his fist in celebration on the sidelines. After filming this scene, the camera quickly focused on Rosicky's face. It seemed that the director thought people would be interested in the reaction of Maher's club teammates.

It can be noticed that Rosicky had a wry smile on his face, and there was also a hint of relief in his smile.

This is different from the disappointment of other Czech players. Obviously, as an Arsenal player, he knows that this is Maher's routine operation and is mentally prepared for it.

And this is what the audience and fans who like Maher want to see.

In the sport of football, scoring goals is difficult and there are countless boring games. People hope to see a new level of player emerge, a person who can score goals as easily as drinking water!

Now, combined with everyone’s discussions and reactions, and with the impressions being reinforced time and time again, the fans are becoming more and more certain that Maher is the one!

"Beep!"

The whistle blew to signal the start of the game again, and players from both sides started competing again.

The French team is aiming for its fourth victory and 4th point in the European qualifiers, while the Czech team is somewhat resigned to a draw.

In the following period of time, both sides did a good job in defense. In the end, when the whistle blew to end the first half, no one was able to score a goal, and both sides returned to the locker room with a one-goal difference.

"Waka Waka ehi ehi!!"

In the locker room, Sagna twisted his hips and sang the South Africa World Cup theme song sung by Shakira.

It was obvious that his anticipation for the World Cup was overflowing and he couldn't wait to fly to Brazil tomorrow.

His magical dance steps and voice reminded Maher of the days more than two years ago when he and Gilbert cuddled together in the rental house and watched the World Cup in South Africa.

At that time, he and Gilbert also drank drinks, danced and sang Shakira's songs.

At that time, they were really nothing. They thought that the players of the Spanish team that won the championship were the epitome of perfection and that they were simply invincible. They also felt that the World Cup was very far away from them.

Times have really changed. Before he knew it, the peak Spanish team had become his defeated opponents, and he and Gilbert are now representing France and England in the World Cup!

"Sagna." Maher looked at him and couldn't help but joked: "You have such a good creative talent, have you ever considered becoming a songwriter and composing the theme song for the Brazil World Cup?
"I think there is a way. You can design it now and sing it to us in advance."

Sania smiled cheerfully and raised his eyebrows, saying: "My creative talent is not enough for the World Cup. I am not needed on this kind of stage, just let ordinary singers go.

"But if Latin Queen Shakira comes again, I can consider it, because I am ready to poach people from Pique!"

"Shut up!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone in the locker room started to make a noise with disdain on their faces. After laughing for a while, they didn't talk about anything else. They rested for a while and then stepped onto the court again.

"Beep!"

Just a few minutes into the second half, the French team created several good scoring opportunities. Thanks to their long-term accumulated self-confidence, they did not have too much psychological burden when facing the Czech team and could give full play to their advantages.

In the 61st minute of the game, Nasri made a cross from the right, but Maher's close shot was accidentally missed.

He was a little annoyed at missing the opportunity, and shook his head and waved at Nasri.

“It seems that sometimes world-class scorers cannot make good use of relatively simple opportunities. Is it because Maher only wants to score difficult goals and not simple ones?
“Haha, it’s just a joke. It’s understandable for anyone to make mistakes. We just seldom see this from Maher, so we are a little surprised.

"I hope he can find his shooting touch and get this ball back! After all, the French team still needs a goal to secure the victory!"

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Shortly after the commentator finished speaking, Maher firmly passed the Czech full-back on the left and then sent a cross.

"Bang!" The ball was initially touched by the toes of the defender who was chasing back and sliding, but the ball did not fly out of the baseline or fly far away, but instead went straight to Maher's head in a somewhat dramatic way.

Maher looked up, jumped up quickly and stopped the ball with his head, then stretched out his right foot to stop the ball on the ground.

It can be considered a blessing in disguise. Although it was blocked, it gave him a better chance to cross the ball. The defender who made the flying tackle would not be able to come up in a short time.

For top professional players, if there is no pressure from defensive players, they can basically play anywhere.

"Oh!"

Maher aimed a lob pass at Giroud in the middle, aiming for an area where Giroud could touch his head after jumping and shoot comfortably.

After sending the cross, he looked towards Giroud's position with expectation.

As a result, both the opponent and the Czech central defender headed the ball, catching everyone off guard.

"Bang!!"

But just when he thought there was no hope for this ball, Nasri, with his keen sense of smell, suddenly rushed out from the back position and shot the ball to the upper corner of the net with a long kick.

"Swish!" The football was straight, but the distance was very close and the speed was very fast. Cech, wearing a black helmet, was unable to defend it.

Two to zero!
"Yeahhhh!"

Amid the cheers of the Stade de France, the expectation on Maher's face instantly turned into ecstasy, and he rushed towards Nasri, spreading his hands in the process.

The 7th assist!
This goal really came to the best result by accident. After wasting Nasri's chance, he used a precise guided pass to help the opponent score!

It's back!

And secured the victory!

"Two to zero! This looks like a return goal! I tell you, you can always trust Maher!
"The bottom line of his performance is that he can help the team. Even if he makes a mistake first, he can make up for it later. He will not really hurt the team, never at any time!

"At the same time we must congratulate Nasri! He is gradually showing the taste of fish in water in this system, this French team definitely needs players like him!
"There are about 25 minutes left. It will be extremely difficult for the Czech team to get 2 points! In this game, the French team will most likely win!
"12 points is basically more than half of the points required to qualify for the next round."

"."This time it's Cabaye! A 45-degree cross! Giroud and Mahel are competing for the header in the middle!
"Giroud headed the ball again. His form in this game was average, but the ball was indeed a bit high. Mahre! Header!!
"Ah, it was so close! There's still a chance for a follow-up shot, Giroud! Speed!! Shoot!!
“Three to zero! Cech’s goal was penetrated for the third time. There is no suspense anymore. The remaining 15 minutes may become boring!

"I have to congratulate this team for winning 3 out of 3 games in this international match day, which has laid a good foundation for everything in the future!"

"."

"Ohhh! And more!! Mahel's breakthrough! Sweeping through the middle!! Giroud!!

"It's true! Four to zero!! Giroud finally scored a goal by stealing the ball, it wasn't easy!

"He's not good at high goals, but he's good at ground goals! This may be the opposite of people's stereotype of him! Haha, no matter what, it's a good thing to be able to score a goal!
“And Maher once again averaged 3 goals per game, and he ended the game with 1 goal and 2 assists!”

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"The game is over! France has won 4 games in 4 games! It has secured first place in the standings of Group B of the European Qualifiers! World-class superstar Maher has made a great contribution. I think it's time to talk about his Ballon d'Or now!"

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At the Stade de France, Maher took off his jersey at position C1 in the west stand and threw it onto the stands. He then raised his hands, smiled and clapped them, clapping with the fans.

This period of the national team's journey is coming to an end.

It seems no different from the previous times, but as long as we can keep winning, scoring goals and making assists, let’s enjoy the joy and happiness of the moment!
Looking at the emotional and excited faces in the stands, Maher felt extremely happy and satisfied. He high-fived many people and enjoyed the honor and shock on their faces.

“See you next year, kids!”

Finally, Deschamps said goodbye to everyone in the locker room, "This year's national team game is only one in mid-November, it's a friendly match, and I will call up some players who don't usually make the national team to play.

“For most of you, the next time we meet in France will probably be next year.

"I believe that we will be able to achieve good results and qualify for the World Cup as soon as possible! I also believe that when we meet again, you and I will become better.

"Do you know why?"

He spoke calmly, then looked around, and finally imitated Maher's speech after the European Cup, slamming the table and raising his voice, "Because we will always be the championship team! ! Always the best! !"

"Yeahh!!" The French players shouted loudly, and many of them slammed the table.

They ended their journey in the European Qualifiers group stage with a burst of shouting and dancing at the top of their lungs.

After the final meal, some anxious people started their journey back home. Maher was one of them. He had family matters to deal with and a busy club schedule to deal with.

"First: France with 12 points, second: Denmark with 10 points, third: Czech with 5 points." European Qualifiers Group B Qualifying Situation

At 11 o'clock that evening, the plane slowly landed at London International Airport.

“Ahah!”

"Here!! Maher!!"

Walking down the underground parking lot, Maher first saw a number of fans waiting for him. They might have guessed that he would come back today and were waiting here to try their luck.

Seeing that there were not many people, he smiled and walked up to these people, signed autographs, took photos with them, escorted and blessed them, and then walked towards a place.

There, a white Porsche 911 flashed its double flashers and the sound of the car starting was heard.

Maerla opened the door and got in the car. He saw Isabella smiling at him with a special look on her face. Then he stepped on the accelerator and pulled him out of the pursuit of the fans.

"Tired?"

"very tired."

"I want to go for a walk."

"Let's go? Let's go to the street where we first walked together. I still remember the buildings there."

"it is good."

After a brief conversation, the two men said nothing else and drove towards a place.

They maintained an amazing tacit understanding, and it seemed that neither of them wanted to lead the conversation to that point first, and both felt that the other was not ready to accept it, or was not ready to start that topic.

Half an hour later, Maher woke up from his sleep and found that the car had arrived at the street he remembered. Isabella was playing with her mobile phone next to him, and seemed unwilling to disturb him and waited for him to wake up naturally.

"Sorry. Let's go." He smiled, unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.

The two soon walked hand in hand along the street, but unlike last time when they looked like a young couple in love, this time their words and actions were more like a mature couple, or like familiar friends.

"How long has it been?" Maher asked after walking a few steps. He thought it would be better for him to start the topic.

"I've checked, and it's been almost 20 days." Isabella lowered her head shyly, but couldn't help but raised her chin and eyebrows in a generous manner to observe Mahel's reaction.

Maher smiled and said jokingly, "I really became a father at an early age."

Isabella smiled and patted him, then lowered her head and said, "It's good that you can acknowledge this child. I'm very happy. I think that's enough. I can give birth to him (her) with peace of mind."

Maher nodded slightly and said nothing.

Isabella soon continued with a smile, "If it's a boy, what do you want him to do, and if it's a girl?"

"Um"

Maer thought for a while and said, "It depends on their personal interests. I will support them in whatever they do. I also happen to be able to give them the conditions to pursue everything."

"Hehe." Isabella laughed softly a few times, looking straight ahead, with a hint of briskness in her steps.

After walking a few more steps, Mael suddenly slowed down his pace and said, “Isabella, don’t worry, I will give you everything you want in the future.

"Wait for me, wait until I become a better player and stand at the top, then I will have time to deal with personal matters and devote more energy to you, the children, and our family."

When Isabella heard Maher mention the word "family", her body trembled slightly and a barely perceptible smile flashed across the corners of her mouth, but she did not respond for the time being.

"Aren't you going to ask me how long?" Maher noticed that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, and asked with a smile.

"I don't want to ask."

Isabella smiled and raised her head, “Because I know the answer, just like before, that day won’t be too far away.

"I believe in you, and I believe in us."

(End of this chapter)